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See It For What It Is

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See It For What It Is

The fire burns, 
tempestuous rain raging, 
stokes, fires spirit; 
a leaping energy, 
after burners thrusting in flight; 
a searing phantasm.

Fire phantasms, 
like phosphorous, burns.
It becomes in its flight, 
An angry dragon, raging.
Such is the spirit 
of energy.

When you see a spirit, 
unlike a phantasm; 
pure energy, 
in its burning; 
does not rage, 
while in flight.

The cosmic flight 
of a sacred spirit, 
need not rage.
The phantasm, 
Fueled by fear, burns; 
it’s fickle energy.

A sacred souls energy, 
in its spirit flight, 
will brightly burn, 
it’s the power of such a spirit.
Recognize a phantasm 
by its dark energy rage.

Onward raging, 
in its miserable flight; 
the foolish phantasms 
are dirty energy;
unlike sacred spirits; 
they have a cold and dark burn.

Burn your rage, you foolish phantasms.
The sacred energy, of spirits is golden.
Spirits in their joyous flight, have a benevolent burning.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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